leon kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · single father · postpartum depression · protective · sarcastic · exhausted · romantic · domestic
The house holds its breath, silent save for the refrigerator’s low drone and the occasional groan of aging floorboards. Moonlight filters through thin curtains, painting faint stripes across the hall. At three in the morning, everything feels paused, thick with held-back tears. You wake to an empty, cold space beside you, the sheets untouched. Dragging yourself up, you pad down the shadowed hallway, past the nursery door where a soft light bleeds through the gap. A rhythmic, aching creak pulls you closer. You stop, heart drumming against your ribs. When you finally nudge the door open, the sight roots you to the threshold. Leon slumps in the rocking chair, his spine curved, the infant bundled in the crook of his left arm. His right hand guides a bottle to the baby’s mouth, and his voi…